Let's shift our focus to another scene.
While Su Yu and Lin Yue were secretly sharing their "girl talk," Lin Zhe had already returned home.
Pushing open the door, the living room was warm and quiet.
His father, Lin Jianguo, seemed to have gone to the factory again. In the spacious living room, only his mother, Wang Xiulan, was present.
The baby crib was placed not far from the sofa, where his nephew Li Shiming was sleeping soundly.
Wang Xiulan was lying on her side on the sofa, feigning sleep.
Seeing this, Lin Zhe lightened his steps and changed into slippers.
He slowly walked over to the sofa, squatted down, and gazed unabashedly at his mother.
Wang Xiulan had changed out of her morning clothes and was now wearing a comfortable beige cashmere sweater and a dark green velvet long skirt.
Her body, which retained its charm at forty-three, displayed alluring curves beneath the soft fabric.
Her ample breasts, no less impressive than Su Yu's, filled out the cashmere sweater, trembling slightly with her steady breathing.
The hem of the long skirt gathered around her calves, revealing her slender ankles clad in flesh-colored stockings.
Wang Xiulan looked beautiful in her sleep. Her phoenix eyes, usually sharp and shrewd, were now peacefully closed, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings.
Lin Zhe's heart began to race.
Come to think of it, it had been a long time since he had stolen a moment of passion with his mother since he had taken her forcefully in the kitchen last time.
At this moment, the primal desire for his mother's body, buried deep in his heart, surged like flames.
And just as Lin Zhe was gazing greedily, Wang Xiulan's eyelashes fluttered a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.
Her beautiful phoenix eyes first showed a trace of confusion upon waking, then instantly cleared when she saw her son squatting before her.
"Mmm..."
Just as she was about to speak, Lin Zhe immediately raised a finger to his lips, making a "shush" gesture, while glancing at the nearby sleeping baby crib.
Understanding his meaning, Wang Xiulan immediately lowered her voice.
"Xiao Zhe, you're back."
As she spoke, she tried to sit up, propping herself up with her elbows on the sofa.
"Mom, don't move."
But Lin Zhe reached out and gently pressed her shoulder, pushing her back into the soft sofa cushions.
Wang Xiulan's body stiffened.
In that instant, she felt the scorching heat of her son's palm and saw the undisguised fire in his eyes.
"Xiao Zhe, you..."
Recalling what happened that day, a flush of panic instantly rose to Wang Xiulan's face. She struggled softly:
"No... Yueyue is still home, and your wife..."
Lin Zhe's gaze, however, was fixed directly on his mother's slightly parted red lips.
"They went downstairs to buy something, all secretive, deliberately sending me away. Mom... they'll probably be a while..."
Hearing this, even if Wang Xiulan were a fool, she would know what her son intended to do next.
Alarm bells immediately rang in her heart. The next moment, she suddenly crossed her arms, tightly hugging her ample breasts, glaring at her son with a vigilant expression.
"Lin Zhe, I'm telling you, if you dare to mess around..."
But before she could finish, Lin Zhe had already leaned down and fiercely kissed her.
"Mmm...!"
Lin Zhe's tongue pried open his mother's teeth, roughly entwining with her small tongue, sucking and plundering the moisture in her mouth.
Caught off guard, Wang Xiulan was kissed until she was almost breathless, weakly pushing against her son's chest with her hands.
After a long while, the kiss ended.
"Ha... Haa..."
Wang Xiulan gasped for air, her cheeks flushed, tears of physiological reaction seeping from the corners of her eyes.
And Lin Zhe, the moment he released her lips, had already slid a large hand down, reaching for her long skirt.
His palm pressed against the smooth flesh-colored stockings, moving up from her calves, about to touch that forbidden triangular area.
"No!"
Wang Xiulan jolted, suddenly grabbing Lin Zhe's wrist, which had already slipped under her skirt.
"Xiao Zhe, not now..."
At this moment, her voice was hoarse from the deep kiss, carrying a hint of pleading.
She could feel how scorching her son's hand was, and her own body...
Her period had just ended a few days ago, making this the most thirsty and sensitive time.
Her son's kiss had already made her pussy begin to moisten shamefully.
Lin Zhe's hand was held by his mother, but he didn't force it forward. Instead, he stared at her with eyes burning with desire.
"Then... does Mom mean it's okay tonight?"
Wang Xiulan felt her whole body heat up under his gaze, awkwardly turning her head to the side, not daring to look at him.
"...Mmm."
After about a few dozen seconds, Wang Xiulan finally relented, squeezing out a faint sound from her throat:
"Tonight... come find Mom tonight..."
Lin Zhe was overjoyed.
He never expected his mother to be so thoroughly "developed" already!
For a moment, Lin Zhe couldn't help but fantasize: Last time's threesome with his sister and wife was so thrilling. Maybe... in the future, there would be a chance to bring Mom into it too...
And just as he was distracted by this thought, Wang Xiulan quickly seized the opportunity, suddenly sitting up and escaping his control.
She first flusteredly straightened her slightly wrinkled velvet skirt, then smoothed her somewhat disheveled hair.
Lin Zhe watched his mother's charming state as she adjusted her clothes:
The slightly reddened cheeks, the moist phoenix eyes, and the D-cup breasts rising and falling slightly with nervousness.
He only felt the fire in his lower abdomen burn even fiercer.
How could he possibly wait until tonight?
Lin Zhe silently made up his mind, then calmly sat down on the sofa himself, right next to his mother.
Wang Xiulan immediately moved away warily.
But Lin Zhe, taking advantage of her inattention, suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped them around her waist, and lifted her, making her sit directly on his lap!
"Ah!"
Wang Xiulan was about to exclaim but immediately remembered her sleeping grandson, so she quickly covered her mouth!
But her body still squirmed in Lin Zhe's arms, trying to break free.
"Xiao Zhe! Let Mom go... let go..."
Hearing his mother's anxious plea, Lin Zhe, consumed by lust, simply tightened his arms around her soft abdomen, buried his head in her hair, and took a deep breath.
"Mom, you're so soft... you smell so good."
As he spoke, a thick, hard object, separated by two layers of pants, suddenly pressed against Wang Xiulan's lower back.
"Xiao Zhe, let go quickly! Yueyue and the others will be back soon..."
At this moment, realizing her son was already erect and knowing things were taking a bad turn, Wang Xiulan's voice even carried a sob.
But Lin Zhe, seizing the moment his mother was distracted by speaking, held her with one hand while the other quickly undid his pants, pulling them halfway down, revealing most of his firm buttocks.
Simultaneously, that large, steaming, veiny cock instantly sprang out.
Immediately after, he grabbed a thin blanket from the sofa armrest, covering Wang Xiulan's lower body and his own exposed lower half completely.
"Mom, isn't this fine now?"
Wang Xiulan's body completely stiffened.
She clearly felt, through her velvet skirt and flesh-colored stockings, something hot, hard, and throbbing pressing against her butt crack.
This sensation was even more real than before. Without thinking, her son must have taken out his cock!
This beast!
He actually wanted to violate her again in broad daylight, in the living room, right next to her grandson...
Hadn't she already agreed to tonight?
Thinking this, Wang Xiulan's face completely cooled, her phoenix eyes filled with anger.
"Lin Zhe, if you keep this up, Mom... won't give it to you tonight!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhe grinned mischievously, pressing his cheek against his mother's and whispering with a laugh:
"Mom, that's what you promised me. How can you go back on your word?"
"That's because you didn't listen first! I just..."
Wang Xiulan tried to argue, but Lin Zhe had already moved his head from behind, using his mouth to silence hers again.
"Mmm... Mmm!"
This kiss was deeper and more forceful than the last.
Lin Zhe's large tongue swept roughly over his mother's red lips, then suddenly hooked her soft tongue, sucking tightly as if he were sucking his sister's nipple.
...
A short while later.
"Mom... your tongue is so sweet... Mom... you're so beautiful."
Lin Zhe released his mother's kiss-swollen lips and began licking her snow-white neck instead.
Wang Xiulan's body began to soften.
"Xiao Zhe... you... can you not do this... Mom begs you... Ah~"
Halfway through her sentence, Wang Xiulan suddenly covered her mouth, letting out a suppressed gasp.
Because one of Lin Zhe's large hands had already slipped under the blanket, into her skirt, and was constantly stroking her pussy lips through her thin silk panties!
"Mom, look, you're already wet."
Lin Zhe's whisper was like a demon's murmur.
While pressing his fingertip against the already moist slit through the smooth fabric, he lightly licked her earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
That was exactly Wang Xiulan's sensitive spot.
"Xiao Zhe... Ah! No... don't... don't touch... don't... Ah! Don't lick there!..."
Electric-like pleasure surged from both her earlobe and her lower body simultaneously. Wang Xiulan's defenses were rapidly crumbling.
In this moment, she could clearly feel her panties being gradually soaked by the lewd fluid seeping from her pussy.
"Mom, be good."
Lin Zhe's breath blew against her ear.
"Let's take off your panties first, okay?"
Wang Xiulan turned her head, trying to look at him from behind.
Those beautiful phoenix eyes were misty, her lower lip tightly bitten. She looked as if she had been greatly wronged, yet with an indescribable seductiveness that made one want to cherish her.
The cock pressed against her butt crack throbbed violently several times.
Lin Zhe's breathing grew heavier:
"Mom... it's fine, look, the blanket is covering us... even if Sister and the others suddenly come back, they won't see anything."
As he spoke, Lin Zhe's fingers were no longer satisfied with mere teasing through the fabric.
The next second, his fingertip deftly probed the edge of the thin panties, slipped inside, and made the final touch.
A damp, soft warmth.
Wang Xiulan's large labia, characteristic of her "butterfly pussy," were now slightly parted due to lust, plump and slippery.
Her pubic hair, like a dark forest, was already damp with lewd fluid.
Lin Zhe stroked, playfully pinching Wang Xiulan's plump labia with two fingers, gently pulling and twisting.
"Ah... Xiao Zhe... no... don't... ah... gently... Mom... don't... don't touch there... ah... Mom can't take it anymore..."
Wang Xiulan endured until tears seeped from the corners of her eyes again, but she still tightly covered her mouth, afraid of waking her grandson nearby.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhe took advantage of the moment when Wang Xiulan was gradually losing strength and succumbing to lust. In an unguarded moment, his other free hand also slipped under the blanket.
Using both hands, he swiftly pulled down her panties!
The smooth panties were pulled down to her thighs. Wang Xiulan jolted in shock, thinking of struggling to stand up and escape this shameful restraint.
Unexpectedly, this gave Lin Zhe the perfect opportunity!
With one hand firmly holding Wang Xiulan's plump waist, preventing her from fully escaping, his other hand grasped his own large cock, already hard and purplish.
Just as Wang Xiulan instinctively raised her ample buttocks, trying to stand up!
Lin Zhe suddenly pressed her waist down!
"Schlick—!"
A sticky, wet sound rang out.
Wang Xiulan's pussy, exceptionally slippery and tight just after her period, was penetrated to the hilt by her son's thick, long cock.
"Ah~!"
Wang Xiulan's gasp was stifled by her own hand, leaving only a muffled moan.
Her body stiffened completely from the sudden penetration, then collapsed into Lin Zhe's arms as if all strength had left her.
She had actually been penetrated raw again in broad daylight, on the living room sofa, even in front of her sleeping grandson...
The rise of this thought made Wang Xiulan's heart lose all will to resist.
She even began to feel a bit of anticipation: How would her son fuck her next? Would he pound fiercely or thrust gently?
Wang Xiulan sank into a confused haze of lust.
Lin Zhe, however, was in no hurry to thrust.
He simply buried his cock deep inside his mother's vagina, which was deeper than both Su Yu's and his sister's.
Feeling how the tight, moist inner walls contracted and clenched in waves due to their owner's fear and pleasure.
A short while passed.
Only then did Lin Zhe lower his head, gaze at his mother's captivating face, extend his tongue, and tenderly lick away the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes.
In the living room, only the sound of their suppressed breathing and the faint snoring from the crib remained.
A long time passed.
Lin Zhe spoke again, his voice hoarse:
"Mom... move a little yourself."
Wang Xiulan's head rested weakly against Lin Zhe's chest. She shook it slightly, as if murmuring in a dream:
"Mom... has no strength..."
Lin Zhe chuckled softly:
"Mom, you should exercise a bit too. This is nothing yet."
Hearing this, Wang Xiulan, surprisingly, mustered a bit of spirit for once and playfully nudged her son's chest with her elbow:
"You think Mom is still young like you kids... Mom... is old..."
Lin Zhe caught the trace of desolation in her eyes and quickly tightened his arms around her:
"Mom, you're not old at all. If you were old, how could I... like you so much."
Hearing this, a warmth welled up in Wang Xiulan's heart, one her husband Lin Jianguo had never given her.
But she still pretended to be annoyed, saying:
"Always with the sweet talk..."
Lin Zhe looked at his mother's charming appearance, those slightly pouted red lips—how could they belong to a forty-three-year-old woman?
Unable to resist, he kissed her red lips again.
"Mmm..."
After a gentle kiss, Lin Zhe looked into his mother's utterly dazed phoenix eyes and asked softly:
"Mom, do you like it?"
Wang Xiulan also looked at her son's handsome face so close to hers, her mind clouded with passion. She nodded slightly.
"...I like it."
Hearing this, a mischievous smile curled at the corner of Lin Zhe's mouth.
Immediately after, he deliberately thrust the cock still buried inside his mother.
"Mmm... ah... mmm..." Wang Xiulan let out a series of soft moans.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Zhe asked again:
"Then, Mom... do you like my mouth..."
Lin Zhe deliberately paused, letting his hot breath spray onto his mother's extremely sensitive earlobe.
"...or... my cock?"
Wang Xiulan's entire body trembled violently because of this crude question and the stimulation on her earlobe!
The vaginal walls deep inside her also contracted and clenched fiercely in response!
At this moment, she was utterly lost, her mind a complete blank, answering only by instinct:
"...I... I like both..."
Hearing this, Lin Zhe was overjoyed. He was just about to take the chance to try again if he could touch his mother's breasts this time, but before he could act—
Right at that moment!
*Click.*
A faint sound of a door lock turning came from the entrance...
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